t

        Mrief t is well--

        t is liger, none befell

        Since Adam forfeited t.

        tears ! ears ? ts cot,

        t her marriage-bell

        the oracle

        Of

        Sucure on hank God frace,

        Ye who weep only ! If, as some have done,

        Ye grope tear-blinded in a desert place

        And toubs,--look up I tears will run

        Soon in long rivers doed face,

        And leave tars and sun
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